That Was The One Thing

Happy Hunger Games! And May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.

So That Day, In Music Assembly, The Teacher Asked Who Knew The Valley Song. Your Hand Shot Right Up In The Air. She Stood You Up On A Stool And Had You Sing It For Us. And I Swear, Every Bird Outside The Windows Fell Silent...and Right When Your Song Ended, I Knew - Just Like Your Mother - I Was A Goner.

I Am Not Pretty. I Am Not Beautiful. I Am As Radiant As The Sun.

At The Moment, The Choice Would Be Simple. I Can Survive Just Fine Without Either Of Them.

So What I'd Really Like Is To Try And Conceal Him Somewhere Safe, Then Go Hunt, And Come Back And Collect Him. But I Have A Feeling His Ego Isn't Going To Go For That Suggestion.